Well, the Butcher cleaned the house from top to bottom, so I had no excuse but to work on my book proposal. It is done. I have some sample photos from Chris Wage. So, all I have left to do is print the stuff off and send it out.
I’m already planning my book trailer. “Oh, hi, you just caught me NOT French kissing my dog, because my dog eats poop. Also, she is a dog. And as much as this is a book about ghosts, it is also a book about family. Families with grandmas who will feed me. Okay, not really. Still, you should read my book. Thanks.”
Tiny Cat Pants 
Is it too old-fashioned of me to be kind of weirded out by the idea of book trailers? I mean, I love them…but it still feels odd. Like a bake sale for a tire store.
I find them hilarious! I don’t even like them. They seem like parodies of themselves.
I’ve only seen two. I like them because in both cases they made me intrigued about a book I’d never have picked up otherwise. The idea of something that moves book titles is dear to me.
But they ARE just this side of ridiculous.
One of the two I saw looked like a Jack Handy’s Deep Thoughts video from Mid80s SNL.
But I still found myself thinking “I might get that book.”
I would get this book; that much I know.
You won’t need it, but good luck anyway. You know we are all rooting for you immensely with this book thang.